I never fathom'd why they walk in rain,
One faithful day that I gave it a try,
Why subject myself to this rheumy pain,
Penn'd in this sonnet will I justify.
When the first drops my face did they strickén,
Unexplain'd, this sadness, caus'd me ponder-
Then I loan'd God my crying shoulder, then
wonder,Why our Father wept, I wonder?
Is this world defiled? Might be that is so,
Are Thine children in pain? Might be that too,
How can I help Thee? This I not yet know.
How would Thou use me? I lay my life for You.
The rain grew heavy after my declare,
Back to my shelter, this to thee I share.
Author's note: It's been quite a while since you've seen a sonnet from me. There ya go! And yes this inspiration is genuine from me strutting like an idiot in the rain. :)
